Today, a few days later, the talking heads on cable news are all atwitter trying to determine what Trump meant by “bloodbath.” Well, probably he didn’t actually MEAN much of anything—certainly nothing specific. He was bullshitting—off-the-cuff, as usual—and, as we should have learned by now, bullshitters are not much interested in rational discourse or the conveyance of any genuine information. No, rather than meaning,Trump’s words mostly communicated INTENT. Intent to rile up emotions, animosities, grievances—and, above all, FEARS. That’s his modus operandi, after all—his own personal form of terrorism: a bullshit-induced bloodbath.
Undoubtedly, it is by wielding this weapon of mass brain destruction that he intends to regain power and inaugurate the carnage (his word) of The Great Bloodbath of Bullshit Terror.
Now, I know that history doesn’t usually repeat itself—exactly—but they say it nonetheless sorta “rhymes.” It might, therefore, be instructive for DJT to remember that Robespierre, who invented the Original Reign of Terror, was eventually (believers in karma would say “inevitably”) himself a victim of the bloodbath he relished soaking in and kept so brimming with gore. Here’s Robespierre meeting his dear old friend, Madame Guillotine. So it goes.
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